Ben Fankhauser » oops...

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(Y/N)'s POV

So far, my life is going in the right career path.

I play Hannah in Newsies while I also understudy Katherine Plumber. It was really fun actually. You may think that ‘oh Hannah? That is such a small role and you're proud?’ but no, no matter how small or bug your role is, its still Broadway baby.

Yes I don't have much stage time but come on! It's Newsies! The cast is basically my family, with loud boys as brothers, Capathia, our “mom”, John, our stubborn “uncle” and such and such.

As I was walking into our theatre, I bumped into my Ben Fankhauser, my one and only best friend.

“Sorry! Oh- (Y/N)!” He apologized, seemingly his mood changed when he saw me.

“It's fine Ben. Walk me to my dressing room?” I asked, knowing he'd like to talk.

“Gladly.” He responded.

“So anything interesting happened today?” He asked, digging his hands in his front pockets.

“Hmmm... Not really. Except I heard that I new swing is joining us. So that's exciting.” I smiled up at him.

I swear, whenever I do that, he would be a little flustered. Still don't know why.

Soon enough we were yet again exchanging stories as if we haven't been friends since collge. Still, we haven't ran out of topics to talk about which is nice.

A few more steps and finally we were in my dressing room. It was like a hike, knowing that it's on the top floor, saving us from the tap warm-up the guys would do including Ben. Who loves to mess with out Pulitzer, John Dossett as I mentioned.

“You do that everyday?!” Ben exclaimed as he exhaled a heap of air.

“I do. It's like my daily exercise.” I chuckled a bit before opening the door.

Looks like other girls aren't here yet. I thought to myself.

“Wanna come in? The girls aren't here yet and it's like 20 minutes from half hour.” I suggested.

Ben nodded and slowly entered basically my home at the Nederlander.

I saw Ben's eyes light up when he saw the giant candy jars we have as well as my childhood pictures that I smoothly covered with my arms.

“Definitely copying this layout for Andrew and I's dressing room.” He laughed as he continued to look around.

“Hey.” I smiled and swatted his arm playfully.

But in doing so, he saw it.

Ben Fankhauser saw a picture of a buck teeth 6-year-old (Y/N) sitting on my desk.

He grabbed it and held it away from my grasp.

“Woah! That's you?! You look so tiny!” Ben exclaimed only annoying me more. Now he held it above my head.

Why does he have to be 6 foot tall? I though as I was desperately reaching for the picture.

“Oh my gosh! You were buck teeth as well!” Ben gasped.

“Yes I was. Now give it back.” I said between jumps.

Ben looked down at me and smiled like an innocent child while shaking his head no.

Okay he is gonna get it!

So I did what I to.

Tackle him down to the floor.

But it didn't go as planned, because our lips met before my hand could reach for the picture.

So we were there. On my dressing room floor. Kissing. Neither one of us pulling away.

Finally I snapped back to my original thoughts and managed to slowly pull away, him staring at me blushing with bright red cheeks.

And I could tell that I was too.

“(Y-Y/N)? I think now is a b-bad time to tell you that I actually l-like you.” Those words rang in my head.

Ben Fankhauser.

THE Ben Fankhauser likes me?

My guts took over me and I managed to kiss him again. His soft but slightly chapped lips, pressed against my chapstick covered ones.

“Half hour call. This is your half hour call.” We both hear the speaker boom at us, breaking us from our short kiss.

We both stood up awkwardly.

“I should go.” He said awkwardly before placing the picture gently on my desk.

I smiled at him before opening my mouth to speak.

“Just so you know. I like you too.”


Guess who's back!!!!

I know it hasn't been a week but school work has calmed down and I don't sick as often.

YES.

So you better be expecting chapters and preferences!

Anyways, requests are always open! So don't be shy to dm or comment here!

Love y'all

-Shelly ♡


(proof i'm alive and not a robot

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(proof i'm alive and not a robot. also that is a filter. i wish i have that head dress though 😂)

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